The two male countries looked at Alice, their horrified faces, though not visible to her, were splattered across both of their faces. There was a silence between the three; they all remained completely still until Alice blinked and shifted out of her bed. When the blanket fell off of her body it revealed that she was only wearing her lingerie, and was completely unaware of it. Her body almost looked like it had been mummified, the bandage completely wrapping up her burnt arms, her torso, and both her legs. She took a step off the bed, but when her foot made contact with the floor, she fell down and hit with a thud.

The two countries scrambled to help her back into the bed; her movements were stiff and she stumbled to the side. Though England was hesitant to touch Alice due to her lack of clothes and injuries, he refused to allow France to touch her. She sat back on the bed and the two sat on both sides of her, France helping her stay steady.

"W-what's going on? Where am I?" Alice felt the bed and then felt herself; she realized she was severely patched up and was only wearing her underclothes. "What the hell, where are my clothes?!"She quickly grabbed the blanket from under her and pulled it over her body causing the other two to fall onto the floor.

"Bloody hell woman!" England cried as he hit the floor.

"England?" Alice's head motioned down to the floor but her eyes didn't focus on him.

England quickly stood up and brushed himself off as France scrambled up and grabbed Alice's hands.

"Mademoiselle, are you alright?"

"France? What's going on?"

"You fell unconscious so I carried you to Monsieur Seychelles home." France put his face in front of hers. "Can you see me?"

She remained quiet then her eyes began to tear up, answering his question without even saying a word. England quickly took a step next to France and examined her face; she looked straightforward in between the two of them. Her eyes were still the gorgeous emerald green they had always been but they no longer had the intensity that they once had; instead, her eyes were clouded and unfocused like they had been the last time she had opened them. England felt overwhelmed with guilt so he got up and left the room.

"Angleterre, wait!" France shouted after him, but he had already disappeared into the hallway.

"Ah, why must he be so difficult?" France muttered.

"What's going on?" Alice asked.

France looked back at her and lightly smiled; strangely enough she wasn't entirely fazed by fact that she couldn't see anything. France thought that any normal person would freak out and mentally break down after being blinded, but Alice almost acted as though it was a normal thing. He sat back down on the bed and huffed out a sigh.

"Alice, may I ask a question?"

"Everyone has them, so I don't see why not."

"How did you blind yourself?" France was nervous to ask in fear he would strike a nerve in Alice's emotions but all she did was lie back against the back board of the bed and sigh.

"I used a spell to summon a demon, but in order to control its power; I had to sacrifice something of my own."

"Was that really necessary?" France asked.

"I had no other choice. We were completely surrounded, there was a fire spreading, the place was coming down on us, and England had gone and gotten his arm broken through it all. If I hadn't done it, than we would both be dead, this island would be completely overwhelmed, and more could have gotten through the portal."

"But you couldn't have gotten rid of something else, perhaps an ear or something?"

"It wasn't really a choice of mine and besides, the more powerful of a spell, the more important of something I have to give up. It's a common black magic deal."

"But haven't you used other spells before? Why aren't you already blind?"

"You aren't a very thoughtful speaker you know."

"Eh…well…what I meant to say was"

"Your fine," she chuckled. "I've never had to use such a powerful spell. Normally I just become lightheaded from losing energy, but sometimes I lose a large amount of my blood."

France shivered at the thought; was it the same with his England? Alice could feel the paranoia in the air that France was letting off so she felt for his shoulder and placed her hand on it. "I'm alright though, and I'm glad you all are as well."

She put her head on her pillow and put her hands behind her head. "Though I have a strange feeling that England feels it is his fault all this happened. When I cast the spell, I heard him scream and next thing I knew I was lying on his lap."

She got onto her side and shut her eyes once more. "I'm going to be really happy when the wars finally over."

France put a hand on her head and continued to sit on the bed, a smile creeping up on his face; then he remembered a funny fact that François had told him earlier.

"Hey Alice, may I see that tattoo of yours?"

Alice's eyes popped back open and she sat up, her face in sheer tsundere horror. "How the hell did you hear about that?!"

France chuckled. "There's no need to know that, now will you let me see?" He jokingly pulled on the blanket which only enraged Alice more.

"What the bloody hell you frog; I thought you were a gentleman, not a frenchie pervert like François!" She gave him her famous Igirisu punch and he fell off the bed in a loud thud.

"Stay the hell away from me!" She shouted as she grabbed the pillow and threw it at his face, though she missed dramatically due to being blind.

"But mademoiselle, I thought we were friends. We shouldn't keep secrets between each other." He rubbed his swollen cheek where she hit him.

"But that's no reason to defile me you frog!"

"I've been wondering why an English woman was able to act so calm and collected for so long. It was only a matter of time before you snapped." He joked as Alice's started to steam.

"Just get out." She hid under her covers and remained there.

France stood up and slightly moved the covers enough to sneak a kiss on her cheek. After that he quickly ran out of the door since Alice was about ready to give him hell.

"Bloody Frog, I don't know why I didn't give him hell sooner." Alice muttered as she shut her eyes tightly. "Who does he think he is?"

France ran out the door and shut it behind him, his face was smirking a smile of success. He turned the corner but was suddenly grabbed at the collar by England who pushed him against the wall. His eyes were spurting out fire as he prepared to give the French man a beating.

"What did you do in there you freak?!"

"A-angleterre, what do you mean?" France pushed the smaller country away and pushed his hair to the side. "We were merely talking. If anything it was rude of you to just leave the room after she had woken up. I would think that a blind woman would need a little more love and affection from her "brother" than you had given her."

"Shut up frog!" England shouted as he balled up his fists, but let them go when he saw France's bruising cheek.

"What happened to your cheek?" England pointed a finger at France's cheek and he quickly covered it with his hand.

"Just some tough love; she is an English woman after all."

England let out a maniacal laugh. "Bwahahaha, she let you have it, didn't she?! That's my sister!"

"You feel strongly about this sibling thing don't you -_-?"

"That's none of your business you twat."

"Hmm, whatever you say. Let's go meet the others, I'm starving."

"You are quite the ass you know."

"In all honesty you aren't that great yourself."

The two continued their pointless argument down the hallway, though they didn't realize that they were loud enough for Alice to hear the entirety of it all. She thought to herself as she dozed off once again "what cute idiots."

-Yay, I got this one done before Midnight! YATTAAHHHHHHHHH

-BTW, does anyone know when the series is going to continue on?